[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

The sky and the earth are changing, the wind and the sun are shining, the sky is dim and the earth is dark in an instant, and the sky and the fog rise for no reason, covering the sky and covering the sun as if the end is approaching, and the people in the capital who have just come down safely fall into panic when they see this!

"What happened?" With the incident of Fengyang Festival, the people in the capital were flustered, but there was no act of trampling on each other in a panic. They stayed where they were, asking each other nervously, but they couldn't see their fingers, and fear permeated the hearts of every people. .

"Could it be, is it that Fengyang Festival is going to happen again?" I don't know who said it, the footsteps are chaotic, running around like headless chickens, I don't know what I hit and knocked down, I don't know who shouted 'National Teacher' loudly, Immediately, they became quiet, as if they had found a pillar, they calmed down, and supported each other to lift up those who had fallen to the ground.

Because of Liuyun's soul bracelet, Jin Guang, who has stabilized his soul, knows that haste makes waste, but... He looked down at his hands, and he would always think of the day when he was easily and seriously injured by that giant bird, so he recovered a little The blood-red lips were tightly pursed, the hands were tense, the joints were white and the veins were bursting.

Too weak, he is really too weak, how can he protect the people like this, how can he fight against the Yinyue Dynasty!How to fulfill the last wish of the ancestors!

"Sect Master!" The door of the main hall was pushed open suddenly, Xuanxin's orthodox disciple looked extremely bad, he knelt at the door and pointed at the dark sky with trembling hands.

He doesn't like to be disturbed by others when he is alone. He narrowed his eyes and passed by coldly. However, hearing the panic and fear in the disciple's words, he walked out of the hall with golden brows and looked at the dense fog covering the sky. Covered by the wide sleeved robe behind him, he looked indifferent but calm, and said, "Where are the four Xuanxin generals?"

Seeing the suzerain's calm expression, the chaotic heart also calmed down, the man lowered his head and replied, "I don't know, I didn't see the four adults just now."

Could it be someone from the Yinyue Dynasty?With his current physical condition... He tightly clasped his hand, which was inferior to his ability, and said calmly, "Quickly go to the imperial city and ask your majesty to send troops to evacuate the people in the capital."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

No, no, no, the Yinyue Dynasty shouldn't be so peaceful!Standing on the wide square, Jin Guang looked at the clouds and mist in the sky, suddenly his face changed, and he walked quickly to the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, his face sank immediately, and he shouted sharply, "Come on!"

"metropolitan!"

"Break the formation!"

Breaking the formation, but... the National Teacher's Mansion has a formation to maintain it, so there are no accidents in the National Teacher's Mansion, but the Xuanxin Zhengzong disciples outside the National Teacher's Mansion looked at the fog, and they suddenly felt that the thick fog was more severe than other places!There seemed to be a strange beast hidden inside, ready to devour them anytime and anywhere.

"You didn't hear what my suzerain said! Break the formation!"

"But..." Glittered by the glare of the golden light, the person who responded immediately retracted his original words, bit the bullet and said in a panic, "Suzerain, we don't know what kind of formation this is."

"Four Elephants Formation!" Seemed to be squeezed out between teeth, the Xuanxin Sect members standing behind Jin Guang only felt the cold wind gust, but when they heard those three words, their expressions became extremely strange.

"Yes."

In the Shumo Studio, Lei Wu was arranging various books and scrolls of the Four Treasures of the Study, when suddenly he stopped and frowned slightly, "Master, you are dying."

The artist who did not know what he was writing silently paused. He looked at the simple brush hanging from his waist, put it down, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and sighed, "No wonder the Shifang brush suddenly moved." He picked up the Shifang brush, looked at At this moment, there is no difference, the painter frowned, really puzzled, "The spirit of death belongs to the underworld, how could it suddenly appear in the human world?"

"If you are a ghost cultivator with a certain level of cultivation, you can come out of the underworld and live in the human world." Lei Wu told about the ghost cultivator in the inheritance memory, but he was also puzzled, "It's just a ghost cultivator...it shouldn't be like this, There shouldn't be such a huge dead energy, without something to sustenance, they can't survive in the world full of yang."

"Is it a looting?"

"It's not seizing the house." Lei Wu shook his head. He opened the door and there was a majestic dead air outside. But unexpectedly, there was no corruption, everything was intact, and he could still see the orderly arrangement of the people in the street. The favorite Trojan horse of the shop owner's son was shaking back and forth because of someone's careless touch.

"Death, you shouldn't be so gentle."

The painter did not pass on the memory, but he entered the Jiejiao. Although his uncle was a little irresponsible and only gave him a few jade slips and the jade method of the Qing Dynasty, he knew everything he should know, and what he shouldn't-- he could only After 14 years, he found his real teacher.

Walking out the door, the painter held down the horse's head of the wooden horse, and suddenly a coldness formed on the wooden horse that stopped shaking, soundless and invisible, and rushed into the painter's body. It's weird, let's go find Master Uncle."

Hesitating for a while, Lei Wu looked at the suddenly shaking Trojan horse, his face became heavy, and said, "The emperor should not be ignorant of such a big event."

"Could it be... Uncle Master is being entangled by something!" The painter's face immediately turned pale, "Let's go!"

Zhuge's mansion was completely clear and bright, with it as the center of a hundred miles, the dead dared not approach it, as if there was its natural enemy here.The dead air rolled around and condensed into a terrifying shape. Seeing that it was still clear and bright, many people hid here one after another.

When the painter and the witch-like arrived, the people hugged each other to comfort each other, looking in horror at the thick fog roaring like strange beasts, and seeing the painter and the witch-like mixed with pure spirit like a banished fairy, they stretched out their hands to stop them On the way, sadly begged the immortal to save them.It's just that the artist and Lisha were confused about the matter of death aura. If it was true death aura, the entire capital would turn into a dead city at this moment. If it wasn't for death aura, Lisha couldn't figure out what it was!

I don’t want to hurt the people, but the people who were in shock finally saw the savior and didn’t want them to drive here. It’s not easy to stumble into the Zhuge Mansion. The painter and the witch are disheveled, but fortunately, their clothes are not bad It is not made of ordinary human cloth, otherwise it will really be exposed everywhere.

"Uncle Master." Looking at Qing Yun who was calmly feeding the fish in the yard, the painter blushed, straightened his clothes quickly, coughed softly, and said with a serious expression, "Uncle Master, do you know what is outside?"

"The dense air of Wangqing Forest." In Wangqing Pool, there are a few koi carp that the painter has seen in ancient books, throwing fish and food into the pool casually, Qing Yun's expression is so pale that he can't see it. Out of emotion.

"The entangled air is not trapped in Wangqing Forest, how could it have arrived, it has arrived in the capital!" The witch and the painter were a step away, looking down at the koi in the pond, calmly looking away at Qingyun with eyes half down on his back Mou, "I heard that 500 years ago, there was a fairy who used treasures to subdue him."

"Xuanxin's authentic four-element array, you can see the witch-like formation."

"Four Elephant Formation? I have never seen it before. From its name, it must be to draw the power of the four guardians of the human race as the core of the formation."

"The black tortoise and the black tortoise have a deep relationship. Since the power of the black tortoise has been drawn, the dense energy transformed from the resentment of the black tortoise can follow the power of the black tortoise to the capital city. However, the black tortoise has always been gentle, and the dense energy in the capital is just an empty shell. Can't hurt anyone."

"Although it can't hurt anyone, the people in the capital are in panic. Does Master have a solution?"

"Impossible." Throwing the fish food in his hand into the pond, a nest of koi rushed forward, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and said coolly, "I am trapped here by the law of heaven."

"How could this be!"

"Why? Probably,,, you're angry." Holding her chin, she looked like a real eighteen-year-old human girl exuding pure youthful vitality and uncertainty.

He has fully understood that his uncle's emotions are unpredictable and capricious. The painter is calm, and he knows that there is no serious problem from his tone. However, he is still worried about the people in the capital. The legendary atmosphere is the most terrifying place in the mainland.

"I'm worried, if the power of Xuanwu can't suppress the dense energy, wouldn't the capital be... wouldn't it become a dead city?"

"After the Shifang pen is dotted, the formation can be broken." Glancing at the strangely moving Shifang pen, the corners of Qing Yun's mouth could not help but pull down, it really is... "After that, it will be a witch-like thing." Suddenly, her brows twitched Glancing at the painter, "Don't worry, someone will come and end it."

***

The sea of ​​blood where ghosts cry and wolves howl, every day, every month, every year, every day, the number of souls increases and decreases every day, some transcend and some sink to the bottom and become fodder for the sea of ​​blood.

There is a filthy land next to the underworld, which is the most turbid place and the most dangerous place in the underworld. However, a Bodhisattva Buddha came to this place suddenly before unknown years and months. between heaven and earth.

The Bodhisattva has a great wish to save all the ghosts and souls in the world. Since then, he has lived in the dirty soil and recited Buddhist scriptures every day. He didn't get cranes and golden flowers.

He was still reciting Buddhist scriptures today, when suddenly the strange beast that had always been with him appeared behind him, "Bodhisattva, there is a living soul above the sea of ​​blood."

"Bring it to me." The Buddha opened his eyes and looked over to see a little child struggling not to fall into the sea of ​​blood, but he didn't know what he saw. With one move, there was a child beside him.

Di Ting looked at the child with closed eyes, "I will send him back to Yang."

"No need." The Bodhisattva looked at the ghost who was staring at the child, frowned slightly, and raised his thin hand. There were only three people in the dirt.

Di listened puzzled, and asked, "I see that although there are different treasures, but strangers should not live in the underworld for a long time, it will hurt the soul."

The Bodhisattva looked at the big seal hanging above the child, and his brows, which had never been loosened, frowned more and more. He seemed hesitant and didn't know how to arrange it.

"The origin of this son, I am afraid that the Lord Buddha must be present."

"I don't understand." Di Ting looked at the frowning child, becoming more and more puzzled. He couldn't see through the child's origin, and there seemed to be other forces blocking it.

"This seal is called Qingzi, and it belongs to the Master of Tongtian." Pointing to the big seal above the child, the Bodhisattva said with a slightly strange expression, "Although he is not a disciple of the Master, he should be a disciple of the Master."

Di Ting suddenly lowered his head, they have lived in the underworld for a long time, but they also know that there are only two remaining disciples of the leader of Tongtian, and he really can't think of anyone other than the emperor who can let him send the Qingzi seal.

It's better not to provoke that emperor.

Seeing Di Ting's appearance, the Bodhisattva smiled slightly, patted his head, and said, "You go."

After hearing the truth and leaving, the Bodhisattva closed his eyes, but the phantom had already appeared in the Grand Hall of Lingshan. Today is not a day of preaching, and the Lord Buddha silently looked at the scriptures left by Amitabha Buddha and Zhunti Buddha's mother in the side hall.

"Lord Buddha."

"Joe?"

"I have a matter, which is rather cumbersome, and I am here to ask Lord Buddha for help."

Putting down the scriptures in his hand, the Lord Buddha smiled slightly, his eyes were compassionate, "What's the matter?"

"There was a son who broke into the sea of ​​blood and was rescued by me, but his body was protected by strange treasures. I and Di Ting couldn't get close, so I had to ask the Lord Buddha for help."

"En? Let me have a look."

The child's phantom was beside the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva looked calm, but his tone was rather awkward, and said, "The origin of this child...I really don't want to face the emperor."

On that side of the big seal, the Lord Buddha moved his fingers involuntarily, his expression remained peaceful, and he said calmly, "I know."

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